No Such Thing As Nice Guys
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
11,945
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This story is a work of fiction and all characters are creations of the author. Any resemblance to a real person, living or dead, is coincidental.
Mark and Tom
Chapter Eight – Mark and Tom
*No POV*
Tom walked into Sarah’s room, followed by Mark. She had only been there for maybe three days, but she was getting used to them entering her room at random times during the day. Sometimes it was just one, other times both. She was terrified the first few times, but by the third day, she had learned what to do and what not to do, in order to escape as much pain as possible
Tom and Mark looked at each other, and they obviously knew what the other was thinking. Instead of taking turns this time, they were both going to go at the same time.
As they approached Sarah, she hugged her knees to her chest and avoided their looks. It wasn’t until Tom spoke that she moved.
“Lay down.” Although she hesitated, she obeyed him. Through out the days that she had been here, something became apparent. Tom thoroughly enjoyed punishment when it was needed, even if for small things, while Mark enjoyed punishment for absolutely nothing; he just liked to here her scream and yell in pain. They both equally like to humiliate her.
Travis, however, was slightly different. He obviously didn’t enjoy punishing her; he just wanted her to listen. And he didn’t inflict as much pain as possible, like Mark, and he didn’t get angry at the tiniest thing like Tom.
Sarah did as she was told and lay down on the filthy mattress which was her bed. She was only wearing a pair of sweat pants with a wife beater. Those were the only clothes given to her while she was here, and they were starting to get dirty.
“Take off your clothes.” Tom said. She reluctantly did as he said, and lay back down again. She looked to the side, away from both of them.
Mark started to laugh. “I can’t wait to hear this bitch scream!” Then he kicked her roughly in the side. This knocked the wind out of her, and she doubled over in pain.
“I told you to lie down, not curl up!” Tom yelled. When she didn’t move, he bent down and pulled her to her feet. Still trying to breath, Sarah tried to stay still. Tom threw her to the hard ground next to her mattress. She would be feeling that in the morning.
Tom and Mark soon had removed their clothes, and while Mark pulled Sarah up by the hair, throwing her back onto the mattress, Tom pulled a tube of lubricant out of his pants, which were at the time, discarded on the floor.
Mark landed on top of her when he pushed her to the mattress, successfully knocking the wind out of her again. He roughly shoved two fingers into her pussy, which was painful, for she hadn’t been wet at all. She groaned in pain
“Flip her over.” Tom said to Mark. Mark was happy to do so. He grabbed her hips once she was on her stomach, and held then up, telling her to keep them like that.
She stayed still until she felt the head of Tom’s penis poking around her anus. She fell to the bed and tried to turn over.
“No-don’t! Please, don’t!” She didn’t even mange to flip all the way over before Tom and dug his nails into her skin and pulled her back to where he wanted her to be. He trusted forward, and even with all the lubricant, it was still very difficult. She had obviously never had anal sex before.
He blood curdling scream could have been heard from upstairs, although most of the basement was almost soundproof. Before she could calm herself and adjust to the large object inside her, Mark was suddenly under her, and he pushed the head of his dick into her cunt.
Tom and Mark soon had a steady pace going between the two of them, and it was obviously painful for Sarah. However, after several minutes, between sobs and whimpers of pain, came the slightest pleasure noises, such as a moan that she would turn into a whimper.
There was no denying it; Sarah was starting to enjoy herself. Of course, the fact that it was non-consensual was horrible for her, but she couldn’t deny that she was coming close to an orgasm.
Mark and Tom pounded harshly into Sarah from both sides, constantly changing pace, just to throw her off. It was working, because after ten minutes of constant thrusts, she stopped sobbing, and was moaning loudly. The occasional sob could be heard, but it wasn’t a painful sob; it was a humiliation sob. They knew the difference.
Tom was the first to cum, pulling out of her ass as he did. He cummed all over her back, and some leaked out of her ass, along with some blood.
Mark was still going, and once Tom pulled out, he pushed her up and lay down flat on his back. Gripping her hips, he lifted her up off his dick slightly, and harshly pushed her down, thrusting his hips up at the same time.
The sound of skin hitting skin could be heard loudly. Sarah was neither sobbing nor moaning; she was gasping. The sudden force of each thrust that was made was so hard that is caused her to gasp in shock. Even after the tenth time, she still wasn’t prepared for it. Finally, he stopped trusting upward.
“Ride me.” He said sternly. His eyes met hers, and she glared at him. They both had made her do something she didn’t want to do; enjoy herself.
With out thinking about the consequences, she looked down at him and spat in his face. Obviously shocked, he pushed her off and whipped his face. She was already on the other side of the small room, trapped in a corner.
“Dude! Did she just spit in your FACE!?!” Asked an amused Tom.
“Shut up and just hold her.” Mark said, never taking his eyes off of Sarah.
Tom pulled her to her feet and held her up as she tried to get away from his grasp. Before she knew it, Marks fist had collided with her face. Her knees buckled, but Tom held her up. He punched her several times in the face until her nose and lip were bleeding. Then he attacked her stomach twice, before grabbing her hair, and throwing her onto the bed when Tom let her go.
She stayed still. In so much pain, there wasn’t much that she could do. Mark approached her quickly, and flipped her so she was on her back. Without any warning, he trusted back into her.
She stayed as still as possible while he finished. After several minutes, she heard him start to grunt in pleasure when he was about to cum. He pulled out just before he cummed, and it went all over Sarah’s stomach.
By this time, Tom was dressed, and as Mark stood up and went to put on his cloths, he looked at Tom, then at Sarah, then back to Tom.
“I don’t think she deserves a shower? Do you?” Mark said, evilly.
“Nope. I think she should sleep with our cum all over her tonight, see how she’ll cooperate in the morning.
*No POV*
Tom walked into Sarah’s room, followed by Mark. She had only been there for maybe three days, but she was getting used to them entering her room at random times during the day. Sometimes it was just one, other times both. She was terrified the first few times, but by the third day, she had learned what to do and what not to do, in order to escape as much pain as possible
Tom and Mark looked at each other, and they obviously knew what the other was thinking. Instead of taking turns this time, they were both going to go at the same time.
As they approached Sarah, she hugged her knees to her chest and avoided their looks. It wasn’t until Tom spoke that she moved.
“Lay down.” Although she hesitated, she obeyed him. Through out the days that she had been here, something became apparent. Tom thoroughly enjoyed punishment when it was needed, even if for small things, while Mark enjoyed punishment for absolutely nothing; he just liked to here her scream and yell in pain. They both equally like to humiliate her.
Travis, however, was slightly different. He obviously didn’t enjoy punishing her; he just wanted her to listen. And he didn’t inflict as much pain as possible, like Mark, and he didn’t get angry at the tiniest thing like Tom.
Sarah did as she was told and lay down on the filthy mattress which was her bed. She was only wearing a pair of sweat pants with a wife beater. Those were the only clothes given to her while she was here, and they were starting to get dirty.
“Take off your clothes.” Tom said. She reluctantly did as he said, and lay back down again. She looked to the side, away from both of them.
Mark started to laugh. “I can’t wait to hear this bitch scream!” Then he kicked her roughly in the side. This knocked the wind out of her, and she doubled over in pain.
“I told you to lie down, not curl up!” Tom yelled. When she didn’t move, he bent down and pulled her to her feet. Still trying to breath, Sarah tried to stay still. Tom threw her to the hard ground next to her mattress. She would be feeling that in the morning.
Tom and Mark soon had removed their clothes, and while Mark pulled Sarah up by the hair, throwing her back onto the mattress, Tom pulled a tube of lubricant out of his pants, which were at the time, discarded on the floor.
Mark landed on top of her when he pushed her to the mattress, successfully knocking the wind out of her again. He roughly shoved two fingers into her pussy, which was painful, for she hadn’t been wet at all. She groaned in pain
“Flip her over.” Tom said to Mark. Mark was happy to do so. He grabbed her hips once she was on her stomach, and held then up, telling her to keep them like that.
She stayed still until she felt the head of Tom’s penis poking around her anus. She fell to the bed and tried to turn over.
“No-don’t! Please, don’t!” She didn’t even mange to flip all the way over before Tom and dug his nails into her skin and pulled her back to where he wanted her to be. He trusted forward, and even with all the lubricant, it was still very difficult. She had obviously never had anal sex before.
He blood curdling scream could have been heard from upstairs, although most of the basement was almost soundproof. Before she could calm herself and adjust to the large object inside her, Mark was suddenly under her, and he pushed the head of his dick into her cunt.
Tom and Mark soon had a steady pace going between the two of them, and it was obviously painful for Sarah. However, after several minutes, between sobs and whimpers of pain, came the slightest pleasure noises, such as a moan that she would turn into a whimper.
There was no denying it; Sarah was starting to enjoy herself. Of course, the fact that it was non-consensual was horrible for her, but she couldn’t deny that she was coming close to an orgasm.
Mark and Tom pounded harshly into Sarah from both sides, constantly changing pace, just to throw her off. It was working, because after ten minutes of constant thrusts, she stopped sobbing, and was moaning loudly. The occasional sob could be heard, but it wasn’t a painful sob; it was a humiliation sob. They knew the difference.
Tom was the first to cum, pulling out of her ass as he did. He cummed all over her back, and some leaked out of her ass, along with some blood.
Mark was still going, and once Tom pulled out, he pushed her up and lay down flat on his back. Gripping her hips, he lifted her up off his dick slightly, and harshly pushed her down, thrusting his hips up at the same time.
The sound of skin hitting skin could be heard loudly. Sarah was neither sobbing nor moaning; she was gasping. The sudden force of each thrust that was made was so hard that is caused her to gasp in shock. Even after the tenth time, she still wasn’t prepared for it. Finally, he stopped trusting upward.
“Ride me.” He said sternly. His eyes met hers, and she glared at him. They both had made her do something she didn’t want to do; enjoy herself.
With out thinking about the consequences, she looked down at him and spat in his face. Obviously shocked, he pushed her off and whipped his face. She was already on the other side of the small room, trapped in a corner.
“Dude! Did she just spit in your FACE!?!” Asked an amused Tom.
“Shut up and just hold her.” Mark said, never taking his eyes off of Sarah.
Tom pulled her to her feet and held her up as she tried to get away from his grasp. Before she knew it, Marks fist had collided with her face. Her knees buckled, but Tom held her up. He punched her several times in the face until her nose and lip were bleeding. Then he attacked her stomach twice, before grabbing her hair, and throwing her onto the bed when Tom let her go.
She stayed still. In so much pain, there wasn’t much that she could do. Mark approached her quickly, and flipped her so she was on her back. Without any warning, he trusted back into her.
She stayed as still as possible while he finished. After several minutes, she heard him start to grunt in pleasure when he was about to cum. He pulled out just before he cummed, and it went all over Sarah’s stomach.
By this time, Tom was dressed, and as Mark stood up and went to put on his cloths, he looked at Tom, then at Sarah, then back to Tom.
“I don’t think she deserves a shower? Do you?” Mark said, evilly.
“Nope. I think she should sleep with our cum all over her tonight, see how she’ll cooperate in the morning.